The Guest I

"Garter, you do as I ordered. I don't want her to be seen. She must not be seen by them." 

Noah stared intently, his jaw getting clearer because of the tension he was going through. This made him hate being in place of a monster with the title of Duke monster should have been described about. 

His great power is also often used by the people of the empire. He took it well. 

The territory is said to be a dangerous region because it is covered with snow, but the territory is a wealthy region. Very rich compared to the other three Dukes. Winterriddge cannot be underestimated casually. Although this order pertains to the emperor, he will meet him and declare themself later as a couple. 

It's just that the situation is not pitting him. His position is still really bad because Kiara doesn't feel the same way as him. 

He had tried Kiara's blood and felt an opium for it. When the blood came in, his consciousness was quickly well controlled. He understood the true meaning of the word mate, and he didn't want to lose Kiara just because of the Emperor's wishes.

Since there was an oracle appearing in the empire a long time ago, the bigwigs must have known the oracle and Noah himself noticed it. But he knew better than which one he really had to prioritize. 

"Allright, Duke. I'll do it" 

Garter came out of Noah's study. He did what Noah wanted. 

**

 Selma poured warm tea in Kiara's glass, this is Kiara's second tea at the moment. She opened the window and looked at the white scenery in front of her. The snow covers everything very well. 

"The fairy tales that exist in Winterriddge are so amazing and beautiful. I love how this book describes snow fairy and so on. It sounds so beautiful." 

Kiara praised them right here. She smiled a little when she said it and remembered Noah's extraordinarily beautiful form. The most beautiful thing during this time she was here. 

"Is there no fairy in Lady's place?" 

"Just a fairy tale. No one has ever found a real fairy, it's just told by the picture we made. In other words, there are no fairies in my world." 

Selma looked at her, so focused. It's always nice to hear stories from Kiara about her world. 

"The existence of the fairy itself here is very rare, lady Kiara. Not everyone can meet them, but Duke can meet them very easily." 

Kiara was intrigued by that. She was very curious about the fairy form and wanted to compare it with the existing concepts from the origin of her world. Some say that the fairy is small and very beautiful, and some say that the fairy is a very bad figure. I don't know which one is right; it has stirred kiara's feelings of being attracted. 

"Really?" 

"Yes, just ask the Duke. Even the Duke might be able to show the fairy easily for Lady Kiara." Selma smiled so softly. 

"yesterday also the Lady took a walk with the Duke, everyone was talking about that. An engagement or a wedding." Selma deliberately said it to tease Kiara. Although Kiara repeatedly rejected it, her face flushed. She turned her eyes towards the outside of the window. 

Since this morning, she has seen a lot of busy people here. They behaved as if they were about to welcome someone important to come here. And early in the morning the Garter came to her, asking her to only be in her own castle and not to go out. 

Kiara doesn't understand it, but she tries to obey the wishes of the host who has helped her. 

"How come you know what's really going on here, Selma? I'm curious as to who will come. Could it be the emperor who is coming to this castle?" asked Kiara, really surprising Selma. She meant it to hide her expression. 

Kiara's glance had caught that Selma wanted to lie to her. Alright, Kiara understands it and she will believe whatever is said by Selma. 

"There will be guests coming, but it is not the emperor, lady Kiara."

"Whoever it is an important person.". Kiara interrupted Selma's remarks and looked at the snow again. She shouldn't just care about what happened. 

**

A horse-drawn carriage was driving among the heavy snow. The knights escorted him with horses that looked dashing. The window of the horse-drawn carriage was slightly open, making the cold air get into it. 

A man looked out with very calm eyes and a smile on his face. 

"It's always cold here." He complained with a cheerful face that looked so strange. I don't know how long he hasn't been here, he forgot it a little.

"That's why you're supposed to close the window." A man with glasses spoke to the man just now. He looked cold and very serious. 

"no. It's nice to catch a cold. I want to see his face when I see him coming." He was very self-talk when he said it. He had a great sense of longing and was too passionate about this.

"You could have gotten another fist from Duke Noah, the prince."

The black-haired man chuckled lightly at his secretary babbling. She really missed this feeling of wanting to meet her old friend. 

"Noah, is the news true?" asked, as if the wind had carried his voice all the way across the country.

**

Noah opened his eyes. The red eyes seemed to light up. He held his head, and he accidentally dropped the ledger next to him. 

"This feeling sucks. Let's just hope it's not him coming." 

Noah calmed himself down and picked up the book he had just dropped. The windows have been closed and today there was no storm at all hanging, making the rush so obvious. 

"Garter, how are the preparations?" 

Garter appeared immediately and was in front of Noah with a respectful attitude. 

"Everything is going well, Duke. Lady Kiara was also always in her room. She repeatedly only gave Selma orders to bring books." 

Noah nodded his head slowly, a little headache pressuring him not to speak. 

"I heard that lady Kiara wants to see a fairy, Duke." 

"Then I'll bring her later," he retorted quickly.